listen to the wind howling through the world,
underground tremors continue through one life,
lights out in the streets we roam,
there’s monsters whispering, trouble and strife.
contentment and solitude found in one persons company,
more than love that we all have come to know,
an angel, with a hand on the heart and soul.
stormy weather won’t stop the rivers flow.
as streams they trickle in the sunlight days,
take heed of what you have before you sold,
soul mate’s are a treasure,
a treasure, worth more than any gold.
Steve Boddey June 2009.
underground tremors continue through one life,
lights out in the streets we roam,
there’s monsters whispering, trouble and strife.
contentment and solitude found in one persons company,
more than love that we all have come to know,
an angel, with a hand on the heart and soul.
stormy weather won’t stop the rivers flow.
as streams they trickle in the sunlight days,
take heed of what you have before you sold,
soul mate’s are a treasure,
a treasure, worth more than any gold.
Steve Boddey June 2009.
3 comments:
amen to that... u can't take that for granted! That's for commenting on my blog and I really enjoy reading ur poetry. I've bookmarked you...
Just loved this post.
contentment and solitude found in one persons company,
why is this so nearly impossible to find????
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